Astrid Kendra

10 areas, each Area ruled by Secrecy, the Corporation with entire power over every living thing on the planet.
Each area has their own Institution, a place of brainwashing and torture to those that defy Secrecy.
But with every Dictatorship there are those that rebel.
Astrid Kendra is just the best at doing that.
Part of Area 10 Rebellion Astrid indulges in the hope of a brighter Tomorrow.
But, after breaking the World wide curfew, and being forced into an institution herself, will she ever be able to fight her way back to the heart of what freedom actually is, or will she succumb to Secrecy? View table of contents...

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The dogs snarled at my feet,
snapping their sharpened fangs just centimetres away, their red
eyes stark in the night sky.
Who even invented Genetically Engineered dogs? Of course
it was Secrecy, the messed up bastards.

The siren's from the Church's gates
blared in my easrs still, screaming for the Raptors to come and
get me.

Fucking great. I'd only missed the
curfew by minutes, you'd have thought that'd I'd broken a
boundary or something. Jeesh.

Flashlights impared my sight, the
rays shining through the gaps in my fingers.

"You are under arrest. do not
resist. Do NOT resist."

I scowled as the Raptors bound my
hands with the electric cuffs. The cuffs were invented to be
rechargeable (to make the world think that Secrecy cared about
the enviroment), painful restictors. Two streams of electric
wound together to hold you in place.

"Name?"

"Kendra. Astrid Kendra." the Raptor
toyed with his log book and looked seriously at me.

"You have broken curfew by 0:03
minutes. You will be tried amungst the court."

"Fuck will I be tried for that!" No
one had ever been tried for breaking curfew, in the history of
the world. If this was going to court, that meant I'd be PROPERLY
punished.

A Raptor came over to me, a huge
grin on his face. "The Institue is never too full." My spine
shivered at the very word 'Institute'.